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guys-moments · 8 months
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d3monicas · 3 months
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Normal well adjusted individuals coming together to hang out normally together // music ▶
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pandorasfavorite · 1 month
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Hii your my favorite writer!! Can you do where at Raw after the R has a match and Dom gets hard and he jerks off in the dressing room and the R catches him and dirty talks him and is sweet in a way but helps him get off then he gets really touchy after with the R and the R keeps telling him to wait till they get to the hotel and it’s just smut smut smut smut after they get back to the hotel
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AN: This may be the longest smut I've ever written. Also pls comment I love to hear y'all's feed back. THIS IS FILTHY AND YALL WANTED IT.
You turned Dominik on so easily. Truly it was like a fucking curse. Nearly every time he saw you in that skimpy outfit you wore on Monday night raw, he could barely keep it in his pants. In fact, the problem got so bad he had to stop going ringside with you for weeks, at least until he could get himself under control. Today was one of those days where he had to swallow down the curses threatening to spew from his mouth the moment he saw you.
You went off to your match and Dominik excused himself. He strode off to the dressing room and he locked the door behind him. Dominik slouched against the back of the door in attempt to relax and calm himself down. Beads of sweat began to roll down his face and he hastily wiped them off. The memory of you just moments prior was killing him. Dominik couldn't take it anymore, he kicked off his shoes and pants; moving to the bench in the center of the room. He sits down and shoves his hand down his hands, his head tilted back just barely with relief. Dominik stroked his cock till he was fully hard; not that it took long to do. Then he closed his eyes and pictured everything about you down to the detail of the underwear you slipped on this morning.
His thumb brushed over the tip of his cock and he teased himself to the thought of you bent over moaning and taking his cock like a slut. He tightens his hand and quickens his pace; he is tired of not feeling the relief he desperately needs. Dominik was lost in a horny haze that only you could break him out. He was feeling so dirty and deprived of you that his fist was just barely enough to tip him over the edge. Regardless he gasps and groans your name like a symphony, till he is cut off by the rattle of the door. You push the door open and Dominik is scrambling to reach for his pants that he threw off without care originally.
You let the door click shut behind you; the lock gets clicked in place also. Dominik looks up completely and his look of embarrassment fades just a bit at the sight of you. He huffs a sigh of relief, "Thank god it's just you baby". You walk over to Dominik; moving to stand behind him. Your hands roam the expanse of his chest and down his stomach, just inches from his rock-hard cock. The closer you got the heavier Dominik's breathing got. "Mhm, just me", you lean down and whisper into his ear; you kiss the side of his neck. Dominik tilts his head to give you more room out of instinct. "Want some help?", you ask him even though the answer was twitching throbbing against his leg. "Yea - yes", he nods and reaches to touch your hand that was moving against him so slowly.
You smack his hand lightly, "No touching" An immediate whine slips from his lips. Dominik fucking hated when he was denied the privilege of putting his hands on you. "How about this? I'll tell you all the things I want you to do to me. And you sit and listen", you suck a mark onto his mark and you could practically feel the heat radiating off of Dominik. He swallows before nodding; he is clearly trying not to let you take complete control. Now you move to kneel in front of him, your face just inches from his cock. There was a wet spot of precum staining his grey boxers that had your mouth watering. "I want to ride you until my legs get tired", you run a hand down his leg before grabbing his hand and putting it onto his cock. Dominik sucks in a sharp breath and the good feeling it brings.
You smile at him deviously, watching the way he is stroking his cock and just barely biting his lip in an attempt to stop his filthy moans. "Then I want to taste myself on your cock", Dominik groans and his hips jolt up, his cock sliding in and out of his fist. "I want you to sit still and moan while you suck my tits", you say while leaning forward to press a kiss to his knuckles. Dominik's breaths hitches at the proximity your mouth is to his cock, he felt like he could explode any minute now. You could tell he was close by the way his lips parted and his other hand gripping the side of the chair so harshly. And you knew exactly what to say. "I need you to be my good boy~ can you do that baby?", you smile at him so sweetly he barely registered the streams of cum spilling from his cock and onto his boxers.
You kissed his spent cock from where it lay limp against his lips. Dominik's head snapped down from you and he jolted at the overstimulating feeling, "haah fuck - fuck don't". That was your favorite thing to see and hear. Your boyfriend was all fucked out and begging you to be nice to him all while he looked strong enough to flip you over and take over any minute, the uncertainty was amazing.
You tap Dominik's leg to get his attention completely, "Stand up so we can get you cleaned up". "Alright", his voice comes back to that familiar cocky tone you love so dearly. You handed Dominik a rag to wipe up the sticky cum that was against his skin, his cheeks were flushing red as you watched him clean up. Afterwards he pulled up his pants and threw the rag away, yet he wasted no time moving towards you. One hand lays flush against your back while the other is on the back of your neck, pulling your body right against his. Dominik dips you down and kisses your neck hungrily, his tongue sticking out to run along your skin.
Dominik was so good with his tongue and kissing that you didn't want to pull away from the feeling. In fact, it was so good, that gasps were already tumbling from your mouth at his attempt to work you up. At your gasp, Dominik groans into the crook of your neck, and his hands only get more feverish. He moves his hands to cup your ass, squeezing and flushing your skin. He tightened his hands around you; pulling you against him as his mouth worked against your body so naturally. A raspy groan slipped from his lips as your body felt like heat gracing his hands.
You were so distracted by the way his hands moved against your body so sensually and perfectly. Dominik was used to every inch of your body yet every time he touched you he felt like he discovered a new treasure. You fought the prodding idea of letting Dominik fuck you in the dressing room, your mind flickered to the idea of a more intimate setting in the hotel. You push Dominik back a bit and he immediately backs up with a deprived look, "You need to wait until we get to the hotel" you chaste at him. Dominik raises an eyebrow and gives you a dirty smirk that means he wasn't planning on listening. In his mind, your body was calling to him and just the sight of you made his cock stir again. He moves to touch you again but you give him a mean look that Dominik knew better than to cross.
He towers over you and his eyes continuously dart down to your lips that he would do anything to kiss. "I need you so bad right now Hermosa", he says with an intense look that is laced with tension. Dominik's aura was like no other and it captivated your body in unexplainable ways, you had to get to the hotel before you really did fuck him right then and there.
The car ride there and walk to the hotel room was quiet but suspenseful. The whole time you felt Dominik's gaze burning into you and you could hear his steps following you just as quickly. You swipe the key card and open the hotel room, only to be hoisted up off the ground and pushed against the wall by the door. You gasp and throw your arms around Dominik's neck to keep yourself steady. "I just want to make you happy", he huffs in that deep voice that has goosebumps rising on your body. You start to push his clothes off his body and your hands slide under his shirt, your fingertips gliding over his smooth skin. You pull the shirt off of him and you are met with your favorite aspect of his body, his heavily tattooed arms that are flexed.
You then tug down his pants as far as you can, and just enough to slide your hands down to his cock. He rolls his hips against your hands at the feeling of your soft hands stroking his cock, and his mouth falls open just a bit at the sensation. You giggle and kiss the side of your mouth, "One touch and you're already moaning like a bitch", you taunt him. Dominik's eyes flicker with a look of challenge, he steps out of his pants and grips you tightly. So much so the imprints of his fingers tint your skin. He spins around and drops you on the bed, practically ripping off every piece of clothing he touches. He grinds down against you, his lips turning up in a grin when you moan. The cloth of his boxers slides against your pussy, and you feel the heat pooling in your core.
If you felt good you know that Dominik felt more than good. Despite his smirk and the teasing tone of voice, mentally he was fighting the idea of drilling into you the moment you said 'please'. He rolls his hips directly against you again and this time he groaned at the tremble in your moan and the way you moved up against him. "You make me feel amazing baby", he just barely whispered by your ear. One of his hands was grasping the thick of your thigh while the other was placed on your face; this thumb moving across your bottom lip. Your chest was moving up and down quickly, he was taking too long.
With all your strength you put your hands on his broad shoulders and you flipped him over on his back. You straddled Dominik completely, your legs spread widely in order to be comfortable. Dominik huffed as he hit the pillows and his eyes shined with desire, he knew you'd make this quick. You considered just barely sinking down onto his cock, and letting him work you open just barely. But he looked so good and in that moment you quickly decided to sit down against his thigh.
You moved up just enough for your thigh to barely graze his cock, Dominik was reeling at the feeling of your wet pussy sliding against his leg. You held onto him by putting your hands down on his stomach and your stomach clenched at the notion his tensed thigh did to you. His head was thrown back and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed down as many groans as he could manage. Yet each time your thigh bumped against his cock his mouth fell open with a flow of praises, "Do that again - shit right there princess, s' so good". Dominik holds himself up with one hand and he watches the way you are desperately rocking against his thigh.
Dominik notices the way you slow down and the whine that tumbles from your lips without meaning to. He has a splitting grin when he sits up completely and takes you by the hips. Your body is glistening with sweat that accentuates your every curve just the way Dominik likes it. He pushes you completely onto his thigh and he guides your body to continue using his thigh for pleasure. In a flash of realization, you lightly smack Dominik's hands away and you try and finish the job yourself. Dominik now adheres to a cocky expression that makes you gush. "Oh, you want to be in control mami? Do it then", he taunts you and smacks your ass before laying down with his hands behind his head.
You grit your teeth and glare at him from your spot on his thigh. He wants to be cocky? Easy. You grab his cock from the base and you move over him, slipping his cock inside of you to the hilt. You clench around him and Dominik instinctly groans loudly, moving to sit up again. You push him back down and grind down on his cock as hard as you can. Both of your bodies are together and moving in a fluid motion. Dominik wasn't ready for you to be sitting on his cock and toying with him. "Don't fucking stop, baby", he grits and stares at the way your tits are bouncing with every movement.
The more you move against him the closer you get, your fingers drop down to your clit and Dominik's eyes widen at the filthy sight you gave him so willingly. He wishes he was the one touching you in that way, but he knew you would punish him and deprive him of what was so close. As the tip of his cock hit the sweet spot inside of you, you moaned and collapsed, your hips just barely riding out the orgasm. Dominik was panting, feeling just as close considering the newfound tightness of your orgasm. Just as his thrusts were getting sloppy and he was on the brink of spilling inside of you... you rolled off of him and lay beside him with a shit-eating grin.
You turned your head to look at Dominik's betrayed face. "That's what you get", you stick your tongue out at him. Dominik huffs out a laugh but that was quickly forgotten when he is on top of you. He is down on his knees in front of you but you are laid back with your thighs clenched tightly. "Spread your legs", he tells you and taps your knee as a sign to do what he says. You shake your head no and you smile like a brat. "Spread your legs or I'll fuck your thighs like a slut, mami".
You couldn't find it in you to disobey. You spread your legs just enough for Dominik to slide between them, he spits on your clit and sucks on it. His tongue is moving against your clit, overstimulating you instantly. You moan so loudly, the feeling of heat reoccurring in your stomach. Dominik pulls away and slides his cock inside of you without hesitation. "Can't help it can you? You love when I'm desperate for you, stroking my cock to the thought of you", he pounds into you so hard your body is jumping with every thrust. "That's my good girl".
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melmonquartelz · 16 days
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CHaracter stuff bc I like seeing better ways to draw them 🙏 Hopefully I can do some more as well
But I hope they look good/recognizable
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ilovedommymysterio · 2 months
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Look at the BBG
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d0m1n1k774 · 3 months
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cinnamart · 1 month
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too sweet for me
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Nikolai Lantsov is so affectionate and genuine to everyone. He puts on a facade, narcissistic and also “pretentious” at some point, especially when he was Sturmhond. But when he is himself, and as the season goes, we see him showing affection and detailed feelings of concerns and worries for his friends. Maybe that isn’t the most charming traits of Nikolai (I haven’t get to know book!Nikolai yet) but I really liked the depth of his character in the show (as little as there are now, hopefully we get a season 3 and his story gets further explored), that all the indifference in the beginning were all acts.
Spoilers ahead!
• Offering a union with Alina but respected both Mal and Alina’s decision through his understanding of their relationship.
• Him giving the compass to Alina.
• Him attending to the dead ones slaughtered by Darkling at the Spinning Wheel.
• When Mal went missing and upon knowing that Mal was kidnapped, he showed that he was relieved when Mal returns.
• Him condemning Genya but immediately changed his perspective once he knew what happened to her. His apologies to Genya despite doing nothing wrong.
• His conversation with his mother. There was so much love. He understood the position she was in, and how difficult it is for her as Queen. Then telling her there is no justification to her choices. Despite saying that, there was so much love in his words.
• Him consoling Alina when she found out about Mal being the Firebird.
• Him listening to Mal talks about freedom and comforting Mal, telling him he’s glad he was able to give Mal a taste of it before his end.
• Dominik’s death scene - where he cried but held in shortly after because they were at war.
• Him hugging Tamar when they reunited.
• Him thanking Alina for making him less alone and making sure his appreciation was heard and understood.
• Him naming Mal Sturmhond, giving him the compass - giving Mal a vessel (literally) and a temporary identity to find himself again.
He was so genuine through it all. So kind and was so generous in showing that he cares.
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darjeelinh · 1 year
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SHADOW AND BONE SEASON 2
#fellas is it gay to hug your childhood best friend who is also your king and tell him while he’s in your arms that your heart can beat once again
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mint-midnight · 8 months
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Liverpool's new signings 🔴
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d3monicas · 1 year
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my ocs
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pandorasfavorite · 4 months
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In a state of Panic
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AN: PREGNANCY FIC!!! he's so adorable.
If there was one thing you were 100% sure about during your pregnancy it would be the decision to have a natural birth. You felt that the pain was just one step to the happiest moment of your life, your baby girl being born. Of course though as the day got closer; only a few weeks till the due date your, nervousness was getting worse.
That brings you to now, draped across Dominik's chest in between his legs, rubbing your stomach to soothe your nerves. One of Dominik's hands is also on your stomach, just below your belly button, holding you close to him as always. "You okay?", he muttered into your hair, still looking at the TV; not truly expecting you to be distressed. "Yeah, just nervous I guess", you sighed as you spoke, grabbing the muscle of Dominik's arm from behind you.
Dominik's face contorted into one of sympathy for his pregnant wife, he's always told people he shares your pain. His thumb rubs across your firm stomach and his lips press a tender kiss to your temple, "What's wrong mami?". He's gotten so used to calling you that name, now it's actually true. In a few short weeks, you'll be a mother and he will be a father and he couldn't wait for the day to come. You sit up in his lap, moving off his chest to turn forward, sitting beside him now. "You know the natural birth thing", you mutter quietly, not wanting to look him in the eye. To you, you felt as if you were admitting to being a coward, to being afraid of pain. Dominik's eyebrows furrowed together and his mouth turned to a thin frown, he was inevitably closer to you, pulling you into the side of his body.
"Yea. Do you not want to do it anymore?", he asks trying to mask his voice of concern for you. You sigh again, bring your hand to your lips, tugging at your bottom lip anxiously. "No, I do. I'm just scared, some people say it was the worst pain of their life", you finally look up at Dominik. His eyes are wide and his mouth is open, "Are you serious? I knew it hurt, but fuck baby-". He has both arms wrapped around you and his eyes are wide and you can tell he's imagining the pain you will soon be going through. His cute surprised face was enough to make you laugh, briefly letting your nervousness dispute for another day. You turn your head just enough to kiss his chest, turning right back to watch Real Steel (the movie Dominik picked out).
A day later Dominik came home with beautiful pink roses and a basket filled with self-care items. He set everything on the kitchen counter, explaining what everything was meant for. Your eyes shined with adoration for him; "And this lavender oil is supposed to help with sleep or something. It's not much but-', you cut him off with a hug that takes the breath from him, "It's perfect, thank you". You whispered to him your thanks, inhaling the comforting scent of his cologne, one of the few smells that didn't make you sick. Casually Dominik leaned down to peck your lips, only pulling back to go and shower, but not before peppering your lips with many departing kisses.
You stand in the kitchen looking at everything he bought for you, your heart swelling with the familiar bursting love for him. You hear the water running from the bathroom but you pay no mind to it, moving around the house to put the new things you got where they go. You look at the flowers with a smile, cutting the stems and bending down to get a vase from the bottom cabinets. Your hand was braced on the counter but the moment your fingertips brushed against the vase, one of the worst pains struck from your stomach.
Instantly your hand flew back to sit on your stomach, your other hand squeezing the counter almost painfully, "Fuck", you grit through your clenched teeth. You look behind you, still hearing the water running thankfully, the last thing you want to do is worry Dominik. You take a breather for 3 minutes, catching your breath. You stand up fully, your hand now sliding to the lower half of your back that was aching from the bend. The pain was dull but you felt in your heart that the baby was coming, no matter how early it seemed to be. Your symptoms matched up.
That dull ache in your back, the squeezing from your abdomen, and the pressure on your bladder as if she was coming in just a few moments. Now both of your hands are gripping the counter, your knuckles are white from the hold you have and you are bent from the waist, willing yourself to take deep breaths and get ready to go to the hospital. A few minutes later you hear the shower shut off, and in a instant Dominik is pulling the door open, steam rolling out of the bathroom behind him.
Without hesitation now you call out to your oblivious husband, "Dominik!", you yell and his head snaps towards the sound of your voice. Firstly you never call him Dominik unless it's serious and anyone could hear the small amount of panic in your voice. He comes jogging into the kitchen behind you, a white towel wrapped around his waist and droplets of water from his hair rolling down his toned chest. "Baby? Are you okay? What the fuck is going on?!", Dominik is trying not to yell or curse but his hands are trembling, from where they are sitting on your waist now. He's clueless on what to do, the many Google searches previous to this, were no help in this situation.
"Just go get dressed and get the bag", you pant to him but Dominik is genuinely freaking out, he's practically cemented to the kitchen floor and his hands are firm on your hips. His lips are parted and eyes wide, moving quickly to your form and the hallway leading to the bedroom. "Dominik! You got to snap out of it honey!", you raise your voice a bit, instantly snapping him out of the odd trance. He nods obediently and runs a hand through his soaked hair, rushing off to the bedroom.
Not 2 minutes later Dominik is fully dressed, with a baby bag and a change of clothes for you in hand. You look back from behind your shoulder and nod, you point to the car keys on the living room table, "Put it in the car then come get me", you instruct him through it all. The maternal instinct to get to the hospital quick and effectively was coming to light. After doing what he's told Dominik is pushed against you from behind, just barely tugging at your arms to let go of the counter. You were at first reluctant but you eventually let Dominik hold you and steer you out of the house, he only stops at the front door to open and close it.
You get in the car quick enough and Dominik gets in on the driver's side, leaning over the center console to buckle you up. Of course not forgetting to give you a quick kiss on the head, his small smile shining through. His fingers reach for the phone and he tells Siri to call Priest and your eyes flash to him, an ounce of anger behind your gaze. 'Why the fuck is he calling his friend right now?'.
"Hey man, I need you to tell everyone I'm not going to be there tonight", you straighten up in your seat but not without a pained grimace. "Thanks, man", and that was it. From there Dominik grabbed your hand, holding it in his; sneaking glances at you.
Time passes and collectively it's been an hour and 30 minutes since you and Dominik arrived at the nearest hospital. He's anxiously sitting beside your hospital bed, letting you squeeze his hand tightly at the spurs of pain from the lower half of your body. Dominik watches as your eyes brim with tears from the pain, he has to look away for a moment knowing there's nothing he can do to relieve your hurt. Another few minutes pass and the newfound grip your have on his hand is definitely going to bruise the next morning if it isn't already. But what hurt him the most was seeing the flow of tears down your cheeks and the yells falling from your mouth with every contraction.
Both his hands wrap around yours in his hold, he lays his head over your conjoined hands for a moment and he can feel himself starting to get choked up. He lifts his head to the same sight, kisses your hands, and breathes out a heavy breath that can barely be heard over your groans. "Fuck" he groans out, snapping his head towards the doctor in front of you that is periodically checking your dilation. "Is it too late for an epidural?", you squeeze his hand harder and he couldn't believe it was possible. You shake your head no when Dominik looks at you. You know he just wants to help, he hates the sight of you hurting; especially when he can't do anything to relieve you of it.
The moment the doctor says the words push he's standing up out of the chair, it screeches back from the force. He's only looking at your face, the same face that is screwed up from the pain. He's never seen you in this state, some say that watching their wife give birth was one of the happiest moments of their life. Dominik on the other hand couldn't disagree more, his chest was rising up and down rapidly and he felt useless. Unsure what he can do to help. He moves the hair from your face, getting close to you, small tears rolling down his face. "Baby, what should I do? How can I help", you hear his trembling voice and manage to pull both your hands up to your mouth. Kissing the hands once and turning your head to him, "Enjoy this", you manage to say.
Like that Dominik's eyes lit up, he swallows and nods at you; only wanting to make you feel better. He watches you birth his and your daughter first hand. Even better he was able to cut the umbilical cord, seeing the beautiful features his daughter inherited from you. His smile was contagious and all the doctors smiled in a similar way, he was smiling from ear to ear as she was laid against your chest. The way you spoke and held her made his heart flip from behind his chest, and in that moment he knew he'd never let anything hurt either of you. This was something he could never let go of. His baby girl made him and your life all of a sudden perfect.
You asked him if he wanted to hold her and Dominik only nodded with those sweet wide eyes. His hand slips under her head and his other arm is supporting her weight. She's so small and light in his arms, fragile and perfect. His perfect baby girl. And then his eyes flicker to you, sweating but shining in beauty from childbirth. His perfect wife.
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trentybenty · 4 months
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He better do this if we win a trophy 😭😭
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melmonquartelz · 2 months
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Doodles from stream earlier 🙏
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corpsebasil · 3 months
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Short Drabble of Dominik’s sister! Reader and knight Nikolai because i enjoy hurting myself
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READ DRAGON RIDER! READER FOR SOME CONTEXT IF NECESSARY
It was almost three years after Dominik’s death when you returned to Ravka with your husband and friend Sir Nikolai at your side.
The moment you stepped into the royal palace Marián approached. Marián, who was Dominik’s widow. She was teary eyed as she wrapped her arms around you, the both of you breathing each other in as you stayed silent, the wordless exchange enough to crack your heart.
“Y/N!” Domik had shouted the moment the first bolt when through his dragon’s neck, the second soon to follow. “Tell Marián I—”
Whatever he’d meant to say was cut off by the second bolt through his chest, your screams drowning out the roars of pain of the dragon crashing into the sea.
“Here.” She sniffs, wiping her hand across her eyes before turning, gesturing to a small, wide eyed toddler hiding behind her dress.
You stare.
Stare.
The child—a boy—lurches towards you so quickly you’d be knocked over if you didn’t grab him. But then you’re sinking to the ground, tugging the toddler into your hold as you tremble, rubbing the child’s back as you force your wobbling mouth not to let out a strangled cry.
His hair. His eyes.
Dominik’s.
“Marián,” you croak, nose touching the boy’s head as he giggles, fingers tightening around the back of your dress. “dear gods.”
“This is your aunt, sweetheart.” The women says, crouching beside the both of you as the toddler pulls away, his brown eyes gleaming with unrepressed joy.
“You look like my dad.” The boy tells you through a grin and your heart cleaves in two.
“I know.” You force a wobbly smile when he takes your hand, the small fingers wrapping excitedly around your own. “So do you.”
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“What is it?” Nikolai asks, shutting the door with a soft click behind him after you rushed into your old room, a hand on your chest. You can practically feel your pulse trying to escape you as you attempt to process the recent introduction. “Y/N. Please, what—”
“He looks just like him.” You croak, voice completely strained since your throat is so tight. You shudder again when you remember those tiny brown eyes and slowly turn to Nikolai. “Just like him.”
Don’t talk to me
I picture Dominik’s son like that kid from Wonder . Like this lil nugget
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ilovedommymysterio · 3 months
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When truth pulls out the money
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